Chapter 2273 - 2274: Too Late

At this moment, beneath Yin Mountain, a tremendously burly figure used the Heavenly King Pagoda stance to hold up the Bull Demon's Hoof.

Yang Fei focused his gaze and saw that it was the fat monk Ji Tong.

The stomp power of the Bull Demon's Hoof was at least several tens of tons.

Ji Tong could actually withstand the Bull Demon's Hoof with his own strength, even Yang Fei was somewhat surprised.

However, Ji Tong could only hold out for an instant before he fell with a thud, crushed under the Bull Demon's Hoof.

In an instant, Yin Mountain roared with a thunderous sound as it was forcefully stomped apart by the Bull Demon's Hoof.

In the gray sky above, chaotic light and shadow appeared, and there was a faint crack in the void.

This was the sign that the Hell Forbidden Zone was about to be shattered.

Blood Asura was both shocked and angry, gritting her teeth as she extended a second finger.

"Two!"

Yang Fei let out a long howl, a bright yellow Phoenix Mysterious Fire flickered between his fingers, emitting a vigorous life force from the flame.

This extremely strong life force, however, made all the Ghost Generals and Yin Souls feel fear and disgust.

Blood Asura looked at the Phoenix Mysterious Fire between Yang Fei's fingers and involuntarily stepped back.

In her heart, there was a faint feeling of impending doom.

"This fire of yours... what kind of ghost fire is this?"

Under Blood Asura's fearful gaze, Yang Fei laughed heartily.

The flame between his fingers rose like a firework into the gray-white sky before exploding into thousands of bright yellow sparks.

In an instant, the entire gray-white sky was illuminated by the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, as if this part of the void had gained a sky full of stars.

Then the flames began to fall one after another.

A hundred-year zombie's head was touched by the flame, like a dry oil pan splashed with sparks, it ignited with a boom.

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of ghosts, zombies, and monsters were splashed by these sparks.

The monsters began to wail, rolling on the ground, turning into a mass of fire.

Blood Asura's eyes flared with anger almost defiantly as she bent her third finger and shouted loudly.

"Three!"

Yang Fei laughed heartily and pointed to the void: "Thunder come!"

From the void, countless thunderbolts descended like a storm.

Golden snakes danced wildly in the space, the blazing white thunderlight practically turned the entire Yin Mountain into scorched earth.

The One-Horned Ghost King, the baby-faced monster, and that White Impermanence all chose to retreat immediately.

In an instant, the three major ghost generals fled without a trace.

Although they had already surpassed the Foundation Establishment Stage, cultivating a Yang Body, innate Yin objects like them naturally feared thunder and fire, not daring to compete with Yang Fei.

The heavenly thunder instantly turned this space into scorched earth.

Moreover, the thunder continued to bombard, the power of lightning in the void seemed endless and never-ending.

Under the thunder, the Bull Demon Avatar revealed its full form, hundreds of feet high.

The Bull Demon Avatar rampaged behind Yin Mountain, instantly flattening it.

On the ground, fierce flames roared and smoke billowed, countless zombie ghosts and monsters were burned clean by the Phoenix Mysterious Fire.

In that moment, the Bull Demon rampaged, thunder shattering the sky, flames burning fiercely.

What had just been a terrifying and formidable hell had collapsed beyond recognition.

This Forbidden Realm space could no longer withstand such violent power.

A series of crunching sounds were heard, the space cracked like a shattered mirror, appearing with black fissures.

This lasted for less than a minute before the entire hell illusion space collapsed with a roar.

Yang Fei still stood beneath the gate of Yinxue Tower, the fat monk still clung tightly to his body.

However, he was panting heavily, his body swaying indistinctly, apparently unable to hold on much longer.

Inside Yinxue Tower, Xue Mingtai and others breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts that had been held high were finally returned to their chests.

They couldn't see anything before, only hearing countless ghostly wails amidst the swirling black mist, which was terrifying.

Every person was on edge, not knowing what kind of sinister traps lurked within the Blood Asura Forbidden Realm.

Now seeing the Forbidden Realm shattered, the black mist dispersing, everyone relaxed and warmly applauded.

"Great, Brother Fei is mighty."

"The Forbidden Realm is broken, let's see what Blood Asura has to say now."

"Long live Brother Fei, long live Yinxue Tower!"

...

Blood Asura witnessing this scene felt her whole body tremble, her heart sinking as if into an ice cavern.

Since mastering the Hell Forbidden Realm, although not claiming to be invincible, she hadn't taken anyone below One Blade Two Gods seriously.

This magical treasure was originally intended to challenge Gui Hai One Blade, the peerless master of Sang Country, but it was unexpectedly broken here by Yang Fei, an unknown junior.

Yang Fei shook his arms, and the fat monk Ji Tong crashed down, causing the ground to tremble, then fell into unconsciousness.

Yang Fei walked in front of Blood Asura, looking at her faintly.

"Blood Asura, I've broken your Hell Forbidden Zone, what else do you have to say?"

In Blood Asura's palm appeared eight wristbands made of Mithril, along with a Magic Artifact resembling a Compass.

However, these Magic Artifacts glowed dimly, their Runes blurred, evidently having temporarily lost their power.

Blood Asura seemed not to hear Yang Fei's words, after a moment she slowly lifted her head, a forlorn smile on her face.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Yang Fei sneered, do you think I dare not?

As he said this, a White Bone Longsword suddenly materialized in the air, its Sword Edge pressed against Blood Asura's neck.

Blood Asura did not resist, instead closed her eyes, her face full of despair.

She wished to avenge Tang Qianjue, yet her greatest magical treasure was destroyed by Yang Fei.

She knew that to duel once more would ultimately fail against Yang Fei's Divine Skills, leading to a desire for death.

"Since you no longer wish to live, I will grant you your wish."

Yang Fei snapped his fingers, and with intent guiding him, the White Bone Longsword moved towards her throat.

Blood Asura only felt a sting in her throat, and a huge wave of terror suddenly surfaced in her heart.

She suddenly screamed out, "No, don't kill me, I am willing to surrender and serve Yinxue Tower."

For the eternal difficulty of death alone, death is the most terrifying for a cultivator; as long as one remains alive, there are infinite opportunities.

Blood Asura suddenly developed a will to survive.

In this moment, dignity, love, and loyalty no longer mattered, just survival.

Yang Fei sneered, "Now you beg for mercy, too late."

As he said this, the White Bone Longsword unhesitatingly moved toward Blood Asura's throat.

Amitabha, please, kind sir, spare her.

At that moment, a small Prayer Bead came flying from somewhere, hitting Yang Fei's White Bone Longsword.

Clang!

The White Bone Longsword flew away sideways, the Sword Edge buzzing, and countless True Martial God Jue flashed over it, protecting the sword body.

Yet the whole sword still bent out of shape, nearly damaged.

Such a small Prayer Bead could have such power!

Yang Fei's brow furrowed upward.

Simultaneously, he felt an overwhelming and irresistible presence coming from the Northeast direction.

Yang Fei raised his head to look over there, and saw a white-haired, white-browed monk with a kind face.

Seeing this person, Xue Mingtai inside Yinxue Tower was immediately shocked.

"Unexpectedly, it's One Thought Master, one of the Three Immortals."